TITLE

What They Gave

AUTHOR(S)
Craig, David
PUB. DATE
August 1994
SOURCE
First Things: A Monthly Journal of Religion & Public Life;Aug/Sep1994, Issue 45, p8
SOURCE TYPE
Periodical
DOC. TYPE
Poem
ABSTRACT
Presents the poem "What They Gave," by David Craig. First Line: I wanted to talk, just you and me your; Last Line: This is what they gave.
ACCESSION #
17734286

 

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